Back to school again, a qiē as before.

But quietly, some things have changed, such as the eyes of the classmates will always sweep towards him intentionally or unintentionally, or whisper in the back.

Whether it is Bai Yi's age or Bai Yi's taekwondo, it will always attract attention.

Bai Yi didn't care about this kind of gaze, if he cared about the opinions of others at the beginning, then he should still be pulling the hair of the female classmate at the front table in the elementary school classroom.

Bai Yi should be glad now that no one knows his mother's identity, otherwise he is afraid that it will cause more discussion.

After all, it is not common for such a name as the son of a diva to be called.

"Bai Yi, this is your sketchbook. ”

Xiao Xiao, the female squad leader, handed the last draft book to Bai Yi, her eyes flickered, her bright eyes seemed to reveal a trace of nervousness, her expression seemed to be a little tangled, she hesitated for a moment, and still said, "It's Bai Yi, I have a question I want to ask you." What is the full version of this poem? I searched for a long time yesterday and couldn't find it. ”

When the same table heard Xiao Xiao's words, he interjected: "This is written by Bai Yi himself." ”

Xiao Xiao was a little surprised.

Looking at Bai Yi, who still had a childish look on his face, he didn't expect that such a literary and affectionate sentence in that life was actually written by Bai Yi himself.

But if you think about it carefully, Bai Yi is only thirteen years old and has already entered the first year of high school, so he is not an ordinary child.

For a while, Xiao Xiao couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.

Yesterday, she picked up Bai Yi's sketchbook, saw the painting on it, and the small line of poetry, she really thought it was very well written, and thought that Bai Yi had copied it from, and she had been looking for it on the Internet for a long time, but she had never found the answer.

It turned out that this poem was written by Bai Yi himself.

"That Bai Yi, is there only one sentence in this poem?"

The same table glanced at Xiao Xiao, and said: "Bai Yi said that the complete poem will be read in the magazine, and he plans to contribute it to the magazine." ”

As soon as the words at the same table fell, Bai Yi was holding a draft book, looking at the simple sketch of the ancient temple on it, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he read it with a low smile.

"At that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to pray for blessings, but to wait for your arrival. ”

"On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the prayer hall and suddenly heard you reciting the mantra in the scriptures. ”

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"That month, I turned all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips. ”

"That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not for an audience, but for your warmth. ”

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"In that life, I turned mountains and rivers to pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way. ”

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A moment, a day, a month, a year, a lifetime...... Xiao Xiao listened to Bai Yi reciting the poem "That Life", the whole person was already out of his mind, staring at Bai Yi in a daze, his eyes were full of amazement, it turned out to be complete, so shocking and exciting.

Listening to Bai Yi's recitation of this poem at the same table, people were also stunned.

However, unlike the delicate and precocious emotions of the girl, he thought of what Bai Yi said before, and asked, "Didn't you say that the full version should be read in the magazine?

"I asked you yesterday, but you still don't say. ”

Ask while knowing the answer!

Bai Yi glanced at the same table, if it weren't for the fact that he was too young and the age difference between him and his classmates, he was afraid that he would have already started to fall in love and talk about a young but touching campus love.

After all, he regretted it in his last life that he had never fallen in love when he was a student.

If you want to do it, why don't you do it in this life?

Of course, he didn't think about what happened between him and the female class president in front of him, after all, he was still just a little kid in the eyes of his classmates.

Too young.

But it is still appropriate to express some gratitude, thinking that yesterday it was the female class president who was not afraid of the evil forces on campus, and asked Liang Tao to apologize to him with righteous words.

Bai Yi wrote a small line under the painting, then handed the sketchbook to Xiao Xiao, and said, "Thank you squad leader yesterday, this will be given to you as a gift, I hope you like it." ”

Xiao Xiao was surprised, she didn't expect Bai Yi to give her this draft book, and after the surprise, she happily took the draft book given to her by Bai Yi, and said with a smile: "Thank you Bai Yi, I like your painting very much, and I also like this poem." ”

"If you submit your article to a magazine, you'll be successful. The poem is really well written. ”

Xiao Xiao didn't expect that this draft book, that simple painting, and a small line of poetry would be worth a lot of money many years later.

She just feels happy now.

To say that she had received some love letters and some poems written to herself by male classmates before, she didn't feel happy.

This poem is really well written!

Or maybe Bai Yi is too young to know how to write love letters and poems to girls.

At the same table, seeing Bai Yi being so heavy and light on friends at a young age, he was a little sullen, and said with a taste: "Bai Yi, the squad leader helped you yesterday, and I also told the teacher that it was Liang Tao who took the initiative to bully you." ”

Bai Yi didn't pay attention to this at all.

Looking at the female squad leader Xiao Xiao in front of her, her delicate face, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, her eyes are as bright as amber, and her smile is like a crescent moon, she is very good-looking, her head is tied with a long ponytail, swaying slightly, and her whole body is full of the breath of a young girl.

If only he were older.

In this way, perhaps, he can also start a childhood sweetheart-style campus love.

Many years later, when he looks back on his high school days, he will definitely have this warm memory, and in the September sun, he took the initiative to pursue the female class president with a ponytail tied.

It's just a pity-

Bai Yi shook his head and pulled out the math book of his first year of high school from the drawer, he may only have this annoying homework for his high school years now, and he will still only have points and differentials in his future recollection.

That's the reality.

Xiao Xiao was very happy to receive Bai Yi's gift, looking at the small line of poetry on it, savoring it over and over again, thinking about Bai Yi's complete "That Life", his eyebrows raised slightly, and he turned his head and glanced at Bai Yi secretly.

Obviously still with a childish face, but it didn't look like he was only thirteen years old, and his eyes were bright and deep, like stars, staring at the math textbook on the desk.

I have to admit that Bai Yi is really good-looking.

Now he looks handsome, and he's just a handsome little guy.

Xiao Xiao shook his head, shook off the ideas in his head, put away the sketchbook, and continued to work on his own topic.

Soon, the class gradually spread, and Bai Yi wrote a poem, and the name of that poem was "That Life".

However, when the other students actually saw the poem, it was a week later.

A week later.

When the tablemate held the latest issue of the magazine "Time", looked at the table of contents on the title page, and found Bai Yi's poem "That Life", there was one more poet in this world.

A young poet, Bai Gongzi.